Ringgren

I give you a short excerpt from a story I've begun writing. I give you the excerpt because I have too many ideas and not enough time to finish it for publishing here on the blog. So, read on and hopefully enjoy. Lot of autobiographical stuff in there. The name of the story is "Terrified": Samantha, or Sam for short, had a great life. That is after she escaped her horrible childhood. Sam was not an ugly girl, nor was she a beauty queen. Her appearance did not put people off or make them spontaneously comment on her ravishing looks. But she was one of the most generous people you could ever have the privilege of knowing. This is directly because of her childhood. See, Sam was sort of the odd person in school. Not the popular cheerleader with a handsome quarterback boyfriend, and yet she was not the typical forever alone either. Sam liked to keep to herself and find escape in things that did not interest her female peers, which is why she was singled out as often a

A heads up, I'll be posting a short story tomorrow because I want to practice my skills a bit with a shorter and more impactful journey. Hope you like it when you read it! Until then, be safe all.

So - I see a lot of people "dreading" the coming Valentine's Day... Honestly, I couldn't care less about this day. When I was in a long term relationship I'll admit that I, in the beginning, expected my partner to get me something on Valentine's Day. I soon realized that it didn't mean as much as when he just surprised me on an ordinary day with something out of the ordinary. In reality, Valentine's Day has nothing to do with love or appreciation. It's a corporately structured "holiday" where industries try to put an emphasis on one day where your partner "should" show his appreciation for you. Why would it matter on this particular day and less on other days? Ridiculous... Okay, I'll level with you guys. I believe in true love. Yeah I know what you're gonna say. Blah blah, women believe in true love and they always have. They want that knight in shining armour to come rescue them and won't give anything less than

I got a lot of great things from the 21 days of fast from social media. Thing is, because I live where I do, and I am still currently looking for a job, my time off of Facebook and twitter seemed longer because I didn't have anything to fill my day with, in terms of a job or school. Had that been the case it would'nt have felt so crippling and like being cut off from everyone. Now that I'm back on the social media sites I can honestly say that it feels great. I've caught up on events in my friends lives and contacted a few I haven't heard from in a long time. Plus, the people that live overseas, I have kept up with those friends as well. It's easy and it feels great when you get that little red notification mark on your Facebook and you know that there's something waiting for you to look at. It's a weird thing. I'm sure not everyone cares like I do about that little red number, but I know for some it feels good to see it. Other than having the ti